Chapter 44 The princess hugs the princess and is irritable
Jiang Fang looked at Duan Jiu carrying water back and forth, as tired as a dead dog, and his eyes couldn't help but soften.
"Poor little guy."
Qi Ling echoed: "Yes, the dignified prince has fallen into such a miserable situation... Fortunately, you are here to protect him from being trampled by outsiders."
I was just trampled by you alone.
But it's still better than the previous life.
And Jiang Fang is obviously starting to fall in love with Duan Jiu Youlian!
As soon as this idea came up, I was severely slapped in the face.
Jiang Fang rubbed his chin and thought, she couldn't kill Duan Jiu, a hot potato, and she couldn't let him be killed. What if...
"Ah, if Duan Jiu attacks the street by himself, he won't hurt me, right?"
Qi Ling felt like he was going to have a heart attack even if he didn't have a heart. He was so suffocated that his green body was faintly red.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Fang was so cold and still wanted to get rid of Duan Jiu.
Qi Ling howled heartbrokenly: "My old swan, how could you have such naive thoughts? Of course he would! Without you in his previous life, he was very hard-fought, but now that you are here, he is dead, waiting for you.
All you can do is lose your soul! How much do you want to get rid of Duan Jiu? I can’t understand this? Wake up! This weapon spirit spent most of its spiritual energy to send you here to live again, not to see you commit suicide!"
Jiang Fang's eyes were blank. Was she being criticized by the stupid weapon spirit and being despised?
"I just asked casually, do you believe it?"
Qi Ling did not vomit and continued to roar: "Do you want me to be more clear? He is so tired now because you drove him to work! He is here because you brought him here! He is
If I eat the food you cooked and choke to death, you will be the one to take the blame! Live your life with Duan Jiu in peace, don’t think too much!"
Jiang Fang had a headache from being yelled at. After hearing these words, he looked even more displeased with Duan Jiu.
After Qi Ling finished venting his anger, he thought Jiang Fang would beat him to death, but what came instead was silence, and he couldn't help but feel weak.
"Master, master, are you okay?"
"Iffff...Buddha is compassionate." Jiang Fang smiled: "Don't call me master, I don't deserve it, I am your grandson."
The weapon spirit began to tremble, this strange yin and yang energy was so scary!
"Those words are just like my farts. Is it too late to withdraw them?"
"No, everything you say is right. How dare I have an opinion?"
Woohoo, this obviously means "Stop fucking talking nonsense, you idiot. Go die immediately, thank you"!
At this moment, the frail figure not far away lost strength and fell down.
"Not good! Duan Jiu..."
Jiang Fang rushed out in the next moment.
Even with Duan Jiu's broken body, half of his life would have to be lost even if he fell into a well.
When Duan Jiu realized that he had fallen, he closed his eyes tightly and endured the inevitable disaster.
The only thought he had was, if he really died here, how could he be willing to do so? Even if he died, he would turn into a ghost and wash away this ruined village with blood!
Suddenly, his waist tightened and he was pulled back hard by a force.
The thin body rotated in a circle and then soared into the air...
Duan Jiu opened his eyes, and the afterglow of the setting sun fell on the hair of the woman in front of him, full of fine and bright light.
The panic in her eyes was still clearly visible, and she asked him softly: "Are you okay?"
Gan! Fortunately, the response was quick.
The weapon spirit jumped three feet high: "The master's female power is overwhelming!"
Duan Jiu was a little dazed and stunned, as if he hadn't reacted yet.
The dominatrix saved me and still spoke so gently?
Wait, there's something wrong with this position. Why is he half a head shorter than the dominatrix?
Luo Huiniang and Jiang Xiaomei looked at the young couple looking at each other in stunned silence.
The pictures are somewhat beautiful and the atmosphere is somewhat warm.
It's just... that's what's reversed.
Duan Jiu realized that he was being hugged by Jiang Fang!
Boom, his whole face instantly turned red. Half ashamed and half angry, he started to struggle.
If he had known this, he would rather fall into the well than wake up and feel the princess hug she mentioned.
Duan Jiu immediately became furious.
"let me go!"
Jiang Er's face turned pale and his body was weak, he reluctantly walked to Jiang Fang's side.
"A-Fang, is this the evil ghost seeking his life? The evil ghost hid in the well and pulled Duan Jiu down?"
Oh my god, he even touched the well water, and now he feels uncomfortable all over!
Jiang Fang smiled heartily: "No such thing, he is just weak."
He opened his mouth and shot an arrow, which was smeared with poison and stung Duan Jiu until his face turned blue.
Duan Jiu felt that if he had a knife in his hand, he could cut her throat with blood on the spot.
It would be great if this woman's mouth was simply used for eating.
Jiang Da also came out and said: "A Fang, do more good things in the future to make up for your husband."
Jiang Fang nodded: "Okay, I won't let him do heavy work until he recovers his health."
As soon as she finished talking about "heavy work", Jiang Xiaomei picked up a bucket of water in one hand and walked briskly towards the room.
"I'll come, I'll come!"
Jiang Fang: "Carry one bucket at a time, don't be in a hurry."
Jiang Xiaomei: "Two buckets are more labor-saving than one bucket." It's easier to lift when the left and right are balanced.
Jiang Fang suppressed his laughter. Taking the bamboo shoots was not a humiliation, but it was better than a humiliation.
Duan Jiu:... doubtful in life.
Jiang Er relaxed and was in the mood to gossip. He winked at Duan Jiu and asked, "How does it feel to be held by Ah Fang?"
Duan Jiu glanced at him and smiled sinisterly.
"Do you want this blessing?"
"Yes!"
"..."
"How many men in the world are treated like this? Just cherish your blessing!"
Jiang Fang nodded, this was quite right, and gave Jiang Er an approving look.
Jiang Er puffed up his chest and looked at our art of speaking!
Be lucky, how many women in the world can hold up a man?
How could Duan Jiu not hear the implication of Jiang Er's words?
Damn it, the princess hugged her and was seen by others.
All must die, all must die!
The eyes were gouged out, the throat was hoarse, the hands were broken, and they could not speak or write. They were stuffed into the well and filled with soil and stamped tightly.
Even if you don’t know how to read, you have to break it!
Jiang Er twitched his wrist inexplicably and rubbed it in confusion.
"Pa", Duan Jiu's sinister and ferocious eyes, and the picture of abuse in his mind were knocked away by a slap from the back of his head.
"Why are you just standing there? If you don't do heavy work, it doesn't mean you don't work. There are other things to do!"
Duan Jiu gritted his teeth and faked a smile: "Is there anything else?"
Jiang Fang took out a few potatoes and put the kitchen knife from Jiang Jia Shun into his hand.
"peel."
"oh."
Once you do everything for the first time, there will be no psychological barriers if you do it again.
Duan Jiu had long ago thrown "Junzi Yuanyuanchu" into an unknown corner.
He has cut meat, onions, ginger and garlic. How difficult can it be to peel a potato?
Sitting cross-legged on the ground, the blade of the knife clicked against the skin.
Cut off a piece of skin and meat.
Hold your breath and carefully cut it, click, and there is another piece.
Not to mention that these are extraordinary times, Jiang Fang cannot bear to waste food even when he has too much money to spend.
He poked Duan Jiu on the forehead: "Hands are like feet. I will punish you to eat with your feet tonight! Do you hear that? Ah?"
Duan Jiu clenched the kitchen knife in his hand. He was scared to death even if he had a knife!
Tengdi stood up and shouted: "I'm going to get away with peeling someone's skin! Do you want to try it, hag?!"